Tu Shanjun curled his hands and the muscles attached to his body rotated slightly.

Adjust your body to a more suitable position for exerting force.

As an outsider, Tu Shanjun felt that things were already very clear.

Scarlet ghost eyes stared at an old man not far away. That man was Ding Xie's seventh uncle.

Judging from the entire conversation, only the seventh uncle wanted to crucify Ding Xie's family the most.

The ancestor Ding Chuanli looked calm and was not afraid of the Blood Evil Sect.

Most of the other people are just like each other. They will follow whoever can bring greater benefits. They don't contribute any effort anyway, they are just shouting.

Tu Shanjun didn’t want to pay too much attention to it,

Ding Xie wants to take his parents away, and a fierce battle is inevitable today.

Fortunately, when the fighting started, we walked from the back room to the patio, otherwise the Ding family's ancestral hall could have been demolished by the fighting just now.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this is our family matter." Ding Chuanli slightly cupped his hands. Although his tone was calm, you could hear his voice was a bit colder.

Facing the ghost cultivator at the peak of foundation building, even he had to be prepared and did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

The monks at this stage have initially acquired the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

If all the cultivation skills are used, the Ding family members will definitely suffer in the end.

Tu Shanjun said: "I will kill Xiao Wanli."

Hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Ding Chuanli immediately became shocked. He turned to look at Lao Qi, wondering why he hadn't heard Lao Qi talk about this.

What I heard when I came out of seclusion was that Ding Xie had killed Xiao Wanli, and then there was the ancestral hall trial.

The ancestor's gaze struck him, and Ding Wanchun's eyes dodge a little. He indeed did not report to Tushanjun who was waiting outside.

And Ding Xie didn't say anything about it. Instead, he took all the responsibility on himself.

"Is it a mistake that took so long to do?"

Ding Chuanli suddenly realized that things were not simple. His eyes moved and he began to think deeply.

The ghost cultivator surnamed Li just said that he was Ding Xie's friend.

Even as a friend, Ding Xie couldn't possibly take responsibility for the ghost cultivator's murder.

Either Ding Xie was coerced and had no choice but to admit this.

Either the two of them had some agreement that made Ding Xie feel that it was more worthwhile to take the blame for his friend.

Looking at Ding Shichang and his wife behind Ding Xie, Ding Chuanli pondered: 'Is this the problem?'

If the problem really lies with Ding Shichang and his wife, then the trouble may be even greater.

Thinking of this, Ding Chuanli's expression became a little more solemn.

"Quit haste and use patience."

Tu Shanjun sent a message to Ding Xie.

It’s best to talk if you can.

It was Ding Xie's family matter just now.

Twelve people built the foundation, but only five took action.

Two of them stopped midway, which meant that only three of them actually took action.

Not only did the Ding family ancestors not take action, the other clan elders also did not take action to capture Ding Xie.

Things will be different now that Tushanjun appears.

Tu Shanjun is a ghost cultivator, not to mention his status as a heretic, but the fact that he is an outsider will unite these clan elders who originally have different ideas.

Ding Xie had a fierce look on his face.

How much guilt I felt just now will lead to how much hatred has accumulated now, or even more.

He, Ding Xie, left home when he was young and became a member of the Wanfa Sect on his own. He reached the middle stage of foundation building in decades and was considered a little genius within the sect.

He could start practicing at the age of ten, but it took him more than ten years to enter Taoism.

Apart from being born into the Ding family, he owes nothing to the family.

There are many ways to contribute to the family, why should you ruin the basic life span of your clan members?

Just for that Lao Shizi Kung Fu.

This is because it was added.

What if you don't make up for it because you don't have enough understanding? Will the lives of your tribe still be ruined?

Maybe the lack of understanding is actually a good thing, because if you don't make up for it, the current consequences may not occur, but Ding Xie's parents are understanding.

Ding Xie's eyes gradually turned cold. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. There was no point in fighting them. He wanted to save his parents.

"I want to take my parents away."

"Walk!"

Tu Shanjun paused slightly and didn't say much.

It happened that he had broken away from the Ding family. Ding Xie relied on himself instead of the family.

Although I don’t know what that technique is, since the sequelae are so severe, the supplementary technique will definitely have a greater effect.

The so-called family cultivation has long been paid off.

Whatever happens to the Ding family, it will have nothing to do with Ding Xie in the future.

"Ancestor?" The clan elders looked at Ancestor Ding.

"well."

Ding Chuanli sighed: "Ding Xie, once your parents leave the family, they will quickly decline."

Ding Xie, who had already turned around, suddenly widened his eyes and even his voice trembled: "You lied to me?!"

"I did not lie to you. Your parents also know about this."

"They still have more than ten years left in the family. Once they leave too far, there will be no room for maneuver." Ding Chuanli looked complicated.

However, that thing is of great help in forming pills.

When it comes to pill-forming, let alone 25% or even 50%, it's a huge opportunity. This thing can be compared to the top pill-forming spiritual objects.

With this thing, coupled with the ancestral spiritual objects, as well as his own qualifications, understanding and strength, his chance of forming an elixir can be increased to about 55%.

This is a very scary probability. As long as there are no accidents, his pill formation is basically certain.

"I'm not unreasonable. If you want to take them away, I won't stop you."

"But, this is true, once you leave the family..."

Ding Xie felt a buzzing in his ears and couldn't hear clearly what was said after that. He could only look at his parents with hopeful eyes.

He hoped that his parents would tell him that these were all false.

It hasn't gotten that bad yet.

"father?"

"mother."

Ding Xie couldn't speak at all, with thousands of words choked in his throat, and he looked at his father and mother beside him with red eyes.

"What the ancestor said is correct."

"Your mother and I can't stray too far from our family."

"Three Treasures."

Tu Shanjun frowned, what kind of technique is so evil?

Those who practice the exercises cannot leave yet.

The more this happened, the more Tu Shanjun felt that there was something wrong with this thing.

It must be very important, otherwise there would not be such big sequelae.

But they can't stay for long now. If they don't have enough mana after a while, Tushanjun will not have the confidence to fight against the elders of the Ding family.

"Ding Xie, it's time for us to leave."

Ding Xie also knew that he couldn't wait too long. He looked at his parents. Although he was full of reluctance, he knew that he should leave.

"Father, mother, wait for me to come back."

"You must wait for me."

Ding Xie squeezed his father's and mother's hands tightly, then took out the Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Talisman from the holding talisman and handed it to the two elders.

"I hope fellow Daoist Ding can take good care of them."

Tu Shanjun looked at Ding Chuanli.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist." Ding Chuanli slightly cupped his hands.

Then Tu Shanjun wrapped himself in his cloak and took Ding Xie away in the form of a fleeing light.

"Ancestor, are you going to let people go like this?" the clan elder asked.

"What if?" Ding Chuanli responded calmly.
To be continued...